Versuri Necrodeath - Void Of Naxir

In the twilight land of Inquanok I search the door and isolate my mindAnd in the wind I hear the hidden drums and peeping of
false flutesThe never cry of the ancient gods evil fires which eternally burn carry my dark spirit beyond the great frozen
desertAbyssus, Draconicus, I walk in the Tenebra, in the mystery of Kaos, to the altar of the lawI implore the magic stone,
the stone of great cold, door of winter rainI implore the magic stone, the stone of burning warm, door of summer windi implore the
magic stone, the stone of hurried dreams, door of dying suni implore the magic stone, the stone of whirling air, door of
EquinoxAbyssus...Four are the great portals and seven the stones of those who wander in the skyI hear the voices from the
void, my mind is ravished by deathThe ancient is still awaiting and reigns of light will riseWhat can wait eternally is not
deadI implore...I implore..Abyssus...